With All My Heart

With All My Heart

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"I thought love was lost. Throughout misery, a broken heart, and lots of tears a light still managed to shine through. The light appeared throughout the darkest of times. It guided me through the long, forsaken path. A path that I was uncertain of. Although I thought love was gone, I just couldn't see it. The light shined down on what love really was. It made me realize love was always there; it was never lost, just hidden. During this journey, I learned a lot about myself. What my weaknesses were as well as my strengths. It helped me to comprehend the fact that no matter what, his love was my weakness and my strength. He could make me smile when nothing else could. He was my lover, my fighter, and most of all my second half. Without him, I was nothing. Before, this man was nothing but a sheer dream. A dream I tried to grasp, but every time it slipped from the palms of my hands. A dream that was nothing but a mere fantasy. A man I didn't think EVER existed. He would have stayed a fairytale too, if it weren't for the help of my sister and the ones I loved. They we're my light. They we're the ones I trusted. They were always looking out for my best interests. They had my back, and I had theirs. My light helped me find him, one who I always believed never existed; the one I loved with all my heart....."
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Some stories begin with love. Mine began with fear. Not the kind that comes from danger... The kind that comes when your heart chooses someone it was never allowed to want. He is my Bava. Twenty-six. Cold, composed, bound by rules and reputation. He doesn't smile easily. He doesn't speak unless necessary. He doesn't look at me-not really. To him, I'm just noise. A responsibility. A girl with messy in my pain. I trip over words, I spill my coffee, I laugh when I'm nervous. But when he walks into the room, my entire world stills. He doesn't touch me. Doesn't tease. Doesn't soften. And yet I burn for him. I fear him the way a storm is feared-beautiful, untouchable, and capable of destroying everything I've built inside me. He stands for control. I live in chaos. He builds empires. I can barely hold my breath i he's near. And maybe this love isn't meant to be. But when something forbidden lives in your veins long enough... it stops feeling wrong. It just becomes yours. This is not his love story. Not yet. It's mine. And it begins with silence, longing... and a girl who dared to love a man who never looked her way.

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